“You take my breath away.”

“I know.”

Darby could hear the smile in Jackson’s voice through the phone.  She envisioned him looking like a pirate who just scored the biggest bootie of his life.  The curl of his lips, the confidence in his eyes… these were the things she longed to see everyday.

She missed him when he traveled.  Which he did quite often.   It seemed as if they were never together any more.  She yearned terribly for his physical touch.  Oh, the nightly phone calls were certainly helpful, but… she needed him against her.

“Darby?”  His voice enveloped her like caramel coating a cashew.  All she needed was the chocolate of his arms to seal her inside.

“Yes, my love?”  Her voice sounded trapped in a tin can pinging through the echoing connection of her blue-tooth.

“I’ll be home in time for New Year’s Eve.  I promise.”

A tear rolled down her cheek as she closed her hazel eyes.  She wanted so much to believe him, but the nature of his job was that he was constantly on the road and the reality of it was that he never really knew exactly when he would be able to return home.

“Okay, Jackie.”  She tried to keep her quivering tone from crossing the 900 miles to his ear.

“Listen, baby… I know you are having a hard time with me being away, but … this is what I want you to do for me.  You know the bluff by the ocean that we love so much?”

“Yes.”

“I want you to go there on New Year’s Eve day, late in the morning after the sun has warmed the rock.  Would you do that for me?”

“You want me to go to our spot without you?”  The octave her voice jumped was enough of a shriek that she didn’t have to raise her volume at all for him to understand that his request was upsetting her.

“Yes, Darby.  I want you to strip naked and kneel before the ocean.  Think about me and my hands roaming over your flesh, cupping your breasts, squeezing your nipples.”

Darby closed her eyes and listened to his voice traveling through the airwaves.  She felt her agitation quell as she listened to his instructions.

“Let my whispers tickle your ear.  Hear my confessions.  I love you, Darby… you are my life… you are my twin Soul … I want you cocooned in my arms forever.”

She melted at his words.  Darby loved Jackson.  She never wanted to be apart from him.

“Feel the ocean breeze on your face.  Let the cool air glide over your legs.  The wind will be my tongue flicking your cunt lips, drawing them between my teeth.  Spread your knees wide for me, Darby…can you see me?  Can you feel my head between your thighs?”

Jackson could hear her breathing deepen.  He could envision his lovers mouth parting, her lips glistening from the swipe of her tongue.  He saw her capture her bottom lip with her pearly whites.  And he felt his erection grow and strain against the restricting denim of his pants.

“Jackie?”

“Yes, baby girl?”

“I can feel you,” she murmured across the chasm of land that separated them.

“I can feel you too, baby.  Touch yourself for me.  Show me how much you love me.  Rub your clit, Darby.   Your fingers are my tongue.  I can feel you swell with need under O/our touch.  I’m growing, too.  Can you see me stroking my cock for you, Darby?  Can you?”

“Yes, I can … Your cock is beautiful.  So silky smooth, I want it in my mouth, Jackie.  Can you feel me sucking it for you?  Just the way you like it?  Deep in my throat… and then pulling slowly up your length until my lips are just around the head.   Swirling it in my mouth.   Caressing underneath with my tongue and tracing the rim.   Then deep again … all the way to the base, Jackie.  Fuck my face, lover … hard, Jackie … take me … use me … “

Jackson’s groan of release spawned Darby’s liberation and they panted through their orgasms in unison … opposite ends of the rainbow apart.

Coming down from their lust filled high, Jackson again reassured Darby that he would be home for the New Year.  “I need to feel you for real, baby girl.”

And this time… she believed him.

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New Year’s Eve

Champagne Cocktail

 

* 6 ounces chilled Champagne

* 1 sugar cube

* Angostura® bitters

Place sugar cube in the bottom of a chilled champagne flute and soak it with bitters. Fill with Champagne. Garnish with a lemon twist.

Enjoy!

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